Dressed with Love

Chapters

Smolder's First Dress
Smolder's Second Dress, Part 1
Smolder's Second Dress, Part 2
Not Quite A Dress
Smolder's Wedding Dress

Smolder's First Dress

Ocellus stretched out on her bed and gazed over at Smolder, who had just returned from the shower. A few drops of water still sparkled on her lovely scales. The dragon stretched her arms and wings and flew to the top bunk. But the dragon didn’t fade from Ocellus’s thoughts. Her mind was getting stuck on Smolder more and more these days.

After being Smolder’s roommate for a few years, Ocellus knew the dragon very well. She was strong, lean, and athletic. She was tough and fiery, yet considerate. And she had a secret that only her best friends suspected. She loved dresses. But she got embarrassed when seen in them.

Ocellus had pretended to be asleep a few times when Smolder had dug through her closet and pulled out her dress. She knew the taste of true love and passion, and that was what she tasted every time Smolder would sneak off for a secret dress and tea party with Rarity. Somehow, their teacher was the only one that she would share her secret with.

All their close friends knew, but the dragon would always deny it. Ocellus wanted to be close enough to Smolder to enjoy dresses with her best and special friend, but it seemed the sort of sensitive issue that would need a careful approach.

Smolder only had one good dress. It was a fancy light blue dress with a few folds in the skirt and some white lace to accent the edges. Rarity had probably given it to her at some point during their first year, and the dress was showing a little wear with age. She had also grown a little taller, so it didn’t fit her quite as well, but Ocellus didn’t mind seeing more of Smolder’s legs.

Whenever Rarity would bring a dress to class or have one off to the side in her classroom, Smolder would gaze longingly and almost greedily at them. She would slow almost to a stop when they went on walks together and neared Rarity's shop. She’d always remark how silly clothes were, especially dresses. Dragons rarely wore anything.

Those facts slowly combined in Ocellus’s mind as she decided what she could do to solve the dress problem. She would get Smolder a new dress.

It seemed a perfect idea. Smolder’s hatch day was coming up soon, so there would already be a perfect excuse to give the gift. And it wouldn’t be out of place to ask to see Smolder in it either. She tried to think of which dress would look best on her special friend. Maybe an elegant gown like the one Smolder already owned. With some gems. Or would that be a bad idea? It might be too tempting to eat them. So maybe something without gems. Or maybe something sleek and classy that would fit tightly to Smolder’s sexy form.

Ocellus blushed as her thoughts strayed.

“Shower’s open,” Smolder said sleepily as she looked down at Ocellus from the edge of her bed.

Ocellus’s wings buzzed as she was startled. She took a deep breath and got up.

“Thanks. I think I’ll go take one.”

Smolder yawned and gave her a thumbs up before nestling into her blankets. “Get the lights on your way out.”

Ocellus grabbed a towel and her little bag of bathroom supplies before flipping the lightswitch. She took her previous thoughts with her to the showers. Luckily, it was late enough that none of the girls were socializing in the bathrooms. Everyone was either brushing their teeth or quickly showering before bed.

Ocellus claimed an open shower. Her mind wandered as she went through her routine of scrubbing down her carapace. As her magic pushed the soapy brush around her body, she imagined Smolder in a tight dress again and sighed. Her hoof slipped from scrubbing her belly to teasing herself. She thought about slowly peeling the dress off Smolder to enjoy what was beneath. Without meaning to, she felt the hoof change suddenly to claws. She felt dirty as she realized she had copied Smolder and was playing with the enticing opening between her legs. She spread the creamy yellow scales until the sensitive pink nub and folds inside them were revealed.

Bad. Dirty. Stupid. She transformed back into herself and turned the shower to cold to douse her burning arousal. Thorax had been very particular about when and how to use transformation magic, and transforming into your best friend to arouse yourself while playing with a copy of their body was not a morally good use of transformation, unless you had their consent.

With the clarity the cold water brought, Ocellus tried to focus on what she should do about all these thoughts as she finished cleaning up. She didn’t realize it until now, but her feelings of closeness with Smolder were definitely far beyond friendship. She had refused to admit her jealousy when Smolder was out late with someone, like Gallus, Spike, Sandbar, or some other interesting or curious pony.

Ocellus hoped Smolder had similar feelings. The dragon was good at hiding some of her emotions. She knew Smolder loved her, but was it as a friend or as something more? The taste of their shared love had changed over time, but it was hard to translate that to specific feelings.

“Maybe I don’t have to get her just one dress,” she said to herself.

Each dress would be an opportunity to push Smolder to admit more of her feelings and break past her tough exterior. Each would be a chance to win her trust and get closer until they…

She blushed again and pushed away those thoughts. If she was going to get that far, she’d need to focus on the first steps, and she didn’t want someone to catch her in the hall with her juices dripping down her legs.

She shut off the shower and hummed to distract herself. She dried off and applied her deodorant powder to her wings. She had a good plan. She put her shower things away and returned to her room. She turned on her desk lamp and took out a notebook. She scribbled down her ideas until she had them organized into neat steps. It would take a lot of effort, but it would be worth it.

Author's Note

Welcome to the story! I hope you enjoy the ride. This intro chapter is a bit on the shorter side. I expect the story to be between 3 and 5 chapters if things go according to my ideas and outline.

I'll do my best to update about weekly.

Smolder's Second Dress, Part 1

“Are you sure that’s what Smolder wants?” Rarity asked as she motioned for Ocellus to take a seat across from her desk at the boutique.

Ocellus was annoyed by how much her teacher tried to hide how much she knew about Smolder’s interest, but it also made her respect Rarity more. The unicorn kept secrets well, especially for her clients.

“I think it will be cute.”

“Okay, but dragons aren’t exactly known for liking cute things. I’ll make it on one condition. You have to let me know how it goes.”

“It’s a deal.”

Rarity pulled out a notebook and some catalogs. “Good. Now that we’ve settled that, what sort of dress did you want for her? Oh, I’ll also need her measurements.”

She pulled out a paper with various numbers. “I have those, and some ideas about what might look good.”

“How’d you get them? Oh, wait. You’re a changeling. That does make creating a well-fitted surprise so much easier.”

She used her magic to skim through the pages of the catalogs. Many of the dresses matched some of her ideas for Smolder, but some were in styles she hadn’t even thought of. She imagined her in all the different dresses while trying hard to keep thoughts about what would be under the dresses out of her head. The first dress would need to be something elegant yet simple. And hopefully with just a hint of sexy. She bit her lip as she tried to think less about the sexy part. She flipped another page, and the perfect style was waiting.

“Could you do this, but for a dragon? And make it a nice emerald green.”

“Good choices. That’s a midi dress. A perfect mix between formal and casual. It should be even easier to make for a dragon. I’ll just need to add an extra cut to the back for her tail. Another moderation for the wings. Hmm… yes. I can see it all coming together perfectly. And you need this in two weeks? I normally charge extra for rush orders, but it’s your first time, so don’t worry about it. I’ll charge you the normal price. Half for materials now and half when the dress is finished.”

She counted out the bits and handed them over to Rarity. Her purse was a lot lighter, but getting an amazing dress from one of the best dressmakers would be worth it for her friend. If she was going to buy more dresses for Smolder, she’d just need to find more ways to save up bits.

The next two weeks went by both very quickly and very slowly. Whenever she was in class with Smolder, it seemed to go by very quickly. She noticed Rarity looking over Smolder during class, as if imagining the dragon in the dress. She kept imagining how cute it would be, but she kept her emotions about it contained. Silverstream always seemed to notice any excitement and wouldn’t give up until she found out what was causing it. And involving the hippogriff would make it even harder for Smolder to open up.

Whenever she was apart from Smolder, time seemed to go by very slowly. She decided to take up a small side job at an ice cream shop to earn more bits for future dresses. She would get good tips from parents when she transformed into different creatures to make the fillies and colts laugh. But she had to be careful. If she chose the wrong creature and made them cry, they would leave very small tips.

Her friends found out about her new job after the third day.

She had hoped to hide it, but with a friend group as close and as large as hers, it would have been impossible to keep making up excuses or missing out on time with her friends without them finding out eventually. Gallus seemed strangely impressed, but he had always been one to do a lot of odd jobs for extra bits. Smolder knew her best and pulled her aside that night.

“You never needed a job before this. Doesn’t your hive send you a stipend that’s enough to cover things? If you’re in a bad situation, I can help.”

She smiled as she felt Smolder’s concern. It was strong enough to overcome the natural greed a dragon felt for their money and treasures. It tasted wonderful, like a warm cinnamon tea with lots of honey.

“I’m not ready to say why I’m doing this, but it’s for something I want very badly. It’s just a little more expensive than other things I’ve wanted in the past.”

“Is it some old, rare book? Or maybe some expensive materials for an experimental spell?”

“Neither of those.”

“Okay. I’ll stop asking about it, but you better tell me later.”

“You’re my best friend, so you’ll be the first to know.”

Smolder grinned and rubbed Ocellus’s neck. Her wings fluttered, and she sighed happily. She always loved Smolder’s rare tender touches like this. She pressed against the warm hand.

Smolder kept up the rubbing and scritchings for a few more moments before suddenly pulling her hand back and blushing.

“Well, I got some projects to work on. I should have done them during our study session earlier, but Gallus was showing me that new trading card game that’s popular around town. I’ve heard he’s made a lot of money trading and selling cards, but it’s more the game itself that I’m interested in.”

“It has enough strategy to be fun and interesting, but you better get to work on those projects.”

Smolder sighed and went over to her desk. Everything from her shiny scales to the smooth curve of her tail was perfect. She leaned forward as she started to focus. Ocellus couldn’t look away. Her eyes strayed down beneath the tail and between Smolder’s legs to the tight and inviting dip between her scales.

Ocellus felt suddenly hot and hid her face in her pillow. She could feel how wet and excited she was from just that little bit of looking, but she also felt dirty again. It wasn’t wrong to admire her friend, but she wasn’t sure if Smolder would want her thinking about her in that way. Changelings enjoyed sharing all kinds of love now, but sharing some kinds of love required consent.

She got up and started gathering her shower things.

“I think I’ll go take a shower.”

She turned to go but paused. Her tail was still held high, and her excitement was on display. She waited nervously. Maybe Smolder would get the hint.

Smolder finally looked over.

“I’m not going to stop you. You look ready for some relaxing fun. I know I sometimes need a good session when I get riled up.”

Smolder’s gaze lingered on Ocellus’s flanks and her winking nub. Ocellus trembled and blushed.

“Ah… I…”

“If you need a nice dragon dildo, I have a few. You could borrow one if you promise to clean it off well.” Smolder went over and unlocked one of her drawers. She gave Ocellus a wink. “You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed. I wonder what or who has you so excited. Here, take this one. It’s a little smaller than Spike, so it should be perfect for some easy fun.”

She slipped the dildo in her shower bag while Smolder continued.

“It used to be bigger than him, but he’s been growing a lot lately. It’s too bad he’s more like a pony than a dragon in bed. He’d be perfect if he could be a little more aggressive.”

She tucked that little bit of information away for when it might be useful.

“Thanks Smolder. I should go and take care of things.”

“And I should finish my homework. But we don’t always do what we should.”

She couldn’t quite read Smolder’s emotions or gaze. She gave up and turned to go. She tried not to feel embarrassed about the toy in her bag as she walked to the showers. She thought about the glimpse of toys she had seen in Smolder’s drawer.

Smolder always enjoyed showing them off when she got new ones. At first it had been a few dragon ones in various sizes, but her tastes seemed to have got more diverse as she spent more time with other species. She had a griffon one suspiciously close to Gallus’s shape and size. She also had two pony ones. She definitely enjoyed sex by herself or with partners.

Thinking about all of the toys and how Smolder might use them was making her wet again, so she tried to think of something else as she looked for an open shower.

She wondered how she’d make it special between them. It wasn’t like she didn’t have experience. Changelings tended to be very open with sharing love in many ways, including sex, but changeling relationships tended to not have the fiery passion and possessiveness that she had seen between two dragons that chose each other as mates. She wanted that special relationship with Smolder more than ever.

She stopped thinking and turned on the shower to hide her own gasps and moans as she stroked her labia slowly. Most of her body was a flexible chitin that was either hard or rubbery, but her folds were soft and very sensitive skin. Her hoof came away slick, so she stroked the toy to transfer some of her natural lubrication to it. She placed the tip against her tight flower before pressing it in.

She imagined how Smolder might feel as a handsome male dragon would take her like this. Her motions matched her imagination as the texture of the dragon’s cock teased Smolder before sliding in deep. She remembered the hints of the taste of Smolder and Spike’s combined love and lust on the nights Smolder came back from her secret meetings with the younger dragon. Maybe she could do even better, but first she’d have to learn better what a male dragon felt like.

She pulled out the toy to look it over again. The dildo tapered from a thick base to a thin tip. Ridges ran along the bottom, and the tip had a few extra little nubs on the edges. A small knot on the base would help lock it in. She smiled and continued her carnal research. In a flash of magic, she transformed into a dragon.

Her dragon form was slimmer than Smolder, but it would be perfect for learning just how a dragon penis should feel to a female dragon. She pressed the toy into her new scaly pussy and moaned loudly.

The only unfortunate side effect of sex during a transformation was how it didn’t quite feel as truly amazing as sex in her true form. But her excitement and focus helped to counteract that issue. The tip teased her scaly opening before sliding in easily. Each ridge brought a new gasp or moan as she pistoned the toy in and out. She hilted it before turning around and locking the base against the wall as she rode it wildly.

As she neared her climax, she dropped the transformation. The sudden change in size was enough to push her over the edge after a few quick thrusts. She circled her hips around the knot and popped it into her smaller and tighter vagina. Her gasp echoed in the showers. She slid to the ground. The warm shower washed over her as she trembled in the afterglow. Different images kept flashing through her tired head. Her taking Smolder like a fierce male dragon. Smolder taking her like that. It all blurred together until she finally got up and started to actually shower.

Smolder had given her the toy, and it had been amazing. And she didn’t share her sex toys with anyone but extremely close friends.

She couldn’t stop grinning as she washed up. She had Smolder’s trust enough for this, so maybe it wouldn’t be so hard to take the next step.

Some of the ponies gave her knowing looks on the way out of the showers. She sheepishly kept her tail tucked down and returned to her room. Smolder immediately turned from her homework when Ocellus walked in.

“So, how was it?”

She blushed and handed back the toy. “It felt amazing. Thank you, Smolder.”

“If you ever want to transform into me and get with Spike, I could set that up. The real thing is always more fun than a toy."

"But I'm not supposed to use my powers for things like that."

Smolder shrugged. "Your loss. Life’s a little more fun if you relax on some of the rules sometimes. Are you going to tell me who has you so hot and bothered?"

She bit her lip. "I was, uh, studying some things from the sexual wellness seminar." She wanted to hit herself because the little lie seemed so much easier than telling the truth.

Smolder chuckled. "It’s always funny how Twilight finds such detailed drawings for that. And it’s even better to see Rainbow Dash turn red as she tries to explain it all.”

“Smolder, I know you mostly stick with the guys, but have you ever thought about doing something with a girl?"

"I'm up for either, honestly. Dragons love fucking as long as the sex is good. Me and Silverstream have tried things out a few times."

Smolder and Silverstream? She thought it over and couldn't decide whether to frown or smile. Smolder made it all seem so easy, but everything always got twisted up in Ocellus's head when she tried to be open. She couldn't think of what to say next, and her loud yawn made how tired she was obvious.

“I better get some sleep,” she said.

“Sleep tight, don’t be a bedbug that bites.”

Smolder booped her nose, and she playfully chomped at where Smolder’s finger had been a moment earlier. It was an old joke between them, and it made her feel more relaxed. She was sure there were good reasons why Smolder hadn’t propositioned her for something like what she did with Silverstream, but she’d have to find them out with care and time. And soon, it would be Smolder’s hatch day and time for her special surprise.

Author's Note

This part of the story was getting pretty long, so I decided to make it into two parts. You guys get a new chapter sooner, and it will allow me to work on the next part more instead of trying to hurry to finish one very long section.

Smolder's Second Dress, Part 2

Ocellus sat at her desk and looked at the list for the day as the sun rose. Everything seemed perfect, but as she looked over the list one more time, she pressed a hoof against her face. She hadn’t remembered to get a small gift for the normal party, and she wasn’t about to give the dress to Smolder at a public event. She needed something quickly. She didn’t want to disappoint Smolder by not bringing anything, even if she’d make up for that later. Smolder was still asleep, so there would be a little time to find something.

She buzzed about in the crisp morning air. She looked at the shops that were open and spotted the perfect shop. The sign read ‘Sticks and Stones.’ It was a simple shop that Maud and Mudbriar had started. She ignored the wood and sticks part of the shop and looked around at the displays on the rocks and gems side.

Maud looked up from her workbench where she was examining a rock with a magnifying lens. “Good morning. How may I help you?”

“I’m looking for some gems.”

“Do you want ones that look good or ones that are interesting?” Maud pointed at two different display shelves.

She looked at both. The sparkly ones did look nice, but she couldn’t tell which ones dragons might like. “How about ones that taste good? You know, for a dragon.”

“I’m still working on the gem taste index. But my sample size of two dragons is too small to be sure on flavors and quality.”

“I just need a small selection for Smolder. It’s her hatch day, and I wanted to get her something nice.”

“Smolder seems to have a more refined gem palate than Spike. I’ll put together a selection that will rock her world.”

She chuckled nervously. She wasn’t sure if that last part was a joke. It was always impossible to tell with Maud. She stepped to the side and watched.

Maud carefully selected various gems. “Sunstone for a light and tangy start. Followed by smoky quartz for a richer, earthier flavor. A small cinnabar for a spicy palate reset, then a large emerald for the main piece. And finally, a handful of amethysts for a smooth yet fruity dessert. That will be five bits.”

She was glad she had been earning extra lately as she handed over the bits.

Maud placed the rocks in little boxes. “Thank you for your business.”

She ran back to the school and headed to the study room that Silverstream had booked for the event. Normally the rooms were for projects and study groups, but Pinkie Pie had slipped in some rules about how they could also be booked for parties and other fun events outside of school hours.

Pinkie Pie and Silverstream were already there decorating. Silverstream flitted about as she put up streamers and balloons. Pinkie Pie had quite the lineup of treats and snacks. The ones sprinkled with gems were obviously for Smolder.

“Good morning, Ocellus!” Pinkie Pie said. “Let me take that gift from you. I’ll need you to bring our special dragon when it’s time. Can you bring her in about ten minutes? That should give enough time for all her friends to arrive. And don’t spoil the surprises!”

“My lips are sealed.”

She wondered how much of a surprise the party was going to be. Smolder knew Pinkie Pie well enough to expect something, but it was always fun to play along with their teacher’s crazy antics.

Smolder was lazily filing her claws when she got back to the room. She stared at Smolder’s hands and claws. The smooth scales transitioned to clean, shiny claws. It was a small detail, but she was quickly learning how easy it was to appreciate every little detail about Smolder.

“Are you just going to stare?” Smolder asked.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to!”

Smolder slowly ran the back of a claw along her cheek. The same cheek quickly turned pink.

“Smolder! Uh, Silverstream said she wanted to see you in Study Room B.”

Smolder booped her. “You’re cute. But I suppose I should go instead of teasing my roommate.”

“She needed me, too. I’ll go with you.”

Smolder set the metal file down and got up. “Are you sure this isn’t some secret party?”

“No! Definitely not.”

“It seems a little early to be studying on a weekend.”

“Silverstream said it can’t wait. You’re the only one who can help her.”

Smolder faked an annoyed sigh as she shut the door to their room. A few minutes later, she grabbed the handle of the door to the study room and started to pull. A small boom sounded.

“Surprise!”

Ocellus shouted the same thing a second late. She stepped back to avoid the confetti from the party cannon.

Smolder had a huge grin as Pinkie Pie pulled her inside the room and started to sing a hatch day song. Everyone joined in.

After the song, Silverstream presented a big cake. Silverstream lit the last candle and stepped back. “Make a wish!”

Smolder winked at Ocellus before she blew out the candles.

“What did you wish for?” Gallus asked.

Pinkie Pie shook her hoof at Gallus. “Don’t tell him. The wish is supposed to be a secret if it’s going to come true. Now, the birthday dragon gets to cut the first piece! Also, the gems are rock candy, so everyone can eat them.”

The round cake was decorated to look somewhat like a dragon egg and ‘Happy Hatch Day” was written on it. Smolder cut a big slice out of the cake. Once she took a bite, Silverstream stepped in to cut the rest of the pieces and hand them out.

That was just the start of the day’s celebrations.

After a tiring morning and afternoon of fun with her friends, Ocellus returned to the dorms. The treasure hunt had been especially fun, even if the gold coins were just chocolate in gold-colored foil. Swimming had also been very fun. Smolder always looked amazing with the sun shining off her wet scales. After swimming in the lake, Sandbar had taken Smolder off to the spa as his gift to her, so that left Ocellus with some time to prepare for her real gift.

She took a quick shower to wash off and went to her closet to get the real gift. Rarity had put the finishing touches on it yesterday. She didn’t want to crease or wrinkle it, so she had hung it up in the back of her closet. She had been avoiding opening her closet when Smolder was around, but now the wait was over.

She took the dress out. The threads sparkled with an emerald-like shine. It was one of Rarity’s finest works, but it would truly be perfect only once a certain dragon had it on.

She thought about where to put it. Smolder’s closet was an option, but she always got annoyed whenever anyone messed with her stuff. The best place to put it would be in plain sight, but there wasn’t anywhere good to hang it up in front of the window.

An idea came to her, and one spell later, the dress was floating in the light coming in through the window. She tweaked the levitation spell to hold up the dress in the right places to show off its form. With everything in place, she glanced at the clock.

The spa session would be over, so Smolder would be back in only a few minutes. She moved to her bed and stretched out to calm her nerves. Time suddenly seemed to drag on forever, so she took out some flashcards from history class to try to distract herself.

Her ears perked up at the faint click of claws on stone. She dropped the flashcards on the floor and stared at the door.

“Thanks, Sandbar! That was great!”

“We have some board games planned for after dinner, if you’re interested. We’ll play your favorites.”

“It’s on. I’ll meet you guys at the cafeteria.”

The clatter of Sandbar’s hooves moved away while Smolder’s footsteps got closer. Ocellus was shaking with excitement by the time Smolder opened the door.

“Ocellus? Are you here?” Smolder gasped and shut the door as she spotted the floating dress.

She had a thought that she should try to look sexy on her bed, but she was so nervous that she only managed an awkward wiggle. “I’ve been waiting for you. And now you’ve seen my real present. How do you like it?”

Smolder gazed lovingly at the green dress that sparkled like leaves blocking the summer sun. She caressed it. She blushed and looked over.

“It’s amazing! But it’s too much. If you just wanted to have some fun with me in bed, the gems from your earlier gift were enough.”

Ocellus’s heart was beating quickly. She needed Smolder to realize the truth, and quickly. “That’s not why I got it!”

“But… isn’t that what you want? All those looks, borrowing a sex toy, teasing me by showing off your tight, cute butt and vulva, getting me fancy gems like a pony gets their lover chocolates. You’ve been very obvious recently.”

She hopped off her bed and walked over to Smolder. “I do want that! But I got you the dress for other reasons. It’s not just physical love that I want to share with you. Now put it on, and let me see how it looks on you!”

Smolder caught the dress as the levitation spell faded. “I’ll only do this for you. I have a reputation to maintain, so nobody else gets to hear about this or see me in it, okay?”

“I promised to tell Rarity about it. Is that okay?”

“She’s okay, but only her. Now look away while I change.” Smolder glared at her until she was facing the door of their room.

“She’d love it if you show up for your teatime with it.”

“I’ll think about it. You can turn around now.”

Smolder got her arms and wings situated in the top of the dress and started to adjust the lower half. She sighed and relaxed as she got the waist of the dress in place and slid her tail through the extra hole in the back.

She helped adjust the wing slits and gently rubbed Smolder’s back once she got them in place. She took a step back.

“How do I look?”

Smolder had an embarrassed grin that set her face off perfectly. The dress draped over her lean form. The tight middle accentuated her body while the loose sleeves and bottom left some of it to the imagination. The slit in the bottom teased a glimpse of her thigh. The green contrasted perfectly with the purple and orange of her scales.

She summoned a large mirror with her magic before saying anything. The dress and the dragon wearing it were too amazing for words. Once she had given Smolder a moment to look, she finally spoke.

“It’s the perfect dress for the perfect dragon. You look ready for a night at Canterlot Castle or a nice picnic.”

“Either of those could be fun, if you were with me.”

She stepped closer and rubbed Smolder’s belly through the dress. Smolder laughed softly. The silky fabric flowed smoothly under her hoof. The scales and muscles underneath were strong and firm. Her hoof slipped lower.

Smolder growled playfully, but she reached out to stop her. “It’s such a nice dress. I’d hate to get it messy. Tell you what. I’ll let your hooves explore wherever they want under the dress, but first, let’s have a little dance.”

Smolder set the phonograph on her desk to playing an elegant song. She took Ocellus’s front hooves in her hands and lifted her up until she was balancing on her back legs. Smolder kept the perfect balance between firm and gentle as she spun her in a slow twirl then brought her in for a quick kiss.

The heat of Smolder’s lips was such a surprise that she didn’t process it until the coolness afterward shocked her. She stared as Smolder shimmered in the light coming through the window. The dragon and dress flowed together to create the perfect picture.

“I love your cute reactions,” Smolder said. “And if I had known you were interested in more than friendship, we could have had a lot more fun a lot sooner. I expected this to happen eventually when you kept looking at me during cheerleading practice. You were so cute in the uniform, too.”

“Mmm, but you were even better.”

They twirled and danced slowly. They revolved around each other. When the music paused, they would stare or kiss. The room suddenly felt hot, but she didn’t want to stop.

Smolder stroked her cheek. “I always thought you were the prudish, scholarly type, but then I heard little hints that you had done a little experimenting with Sandbar, Silverstream, and Gallus. I felt upset that you didn’t trust your roommate for that sort of fun.”

“They were supposed to keep it secret! It’s not that I didn’t trust you. I just didn’t want to get the wrong sort of reputation! Thorax said I needed to represent the changelings in the best way. Changelings share all kinds of love easily, including sex, but I didn’t want to give ponies the wrong idea.”

“Ah, it’s starting to make sense now, but you could have asked me to keep it a secret and had fun with me anyway. And sometimes having a reputation isn’t so bad.”

Smolder pulled her up for a hug, but she felt a hand sweep down her back. She let out a squeak of surprise as Smolder fingered her flanks.

“I’ve heard rumors about you and Gallus.”

Smolder chuckled. “It was easy to play the part of the greedy dragon and get some good money from any young stallions looking to brag about having sex with a dragon. It pays well.”

“So that’s how you’ve always had so many bits for nice things.”

“Gallus had the idea first, but it’s always been harder for him to find mares willing to pay for a night of fun. He has to be a little more careful about it. But enough about him. What about you? I understand Gallus and Sandbar are both horny young males sometimes, so a cute changeling would be too tempting for them. But Silverstream?” Smolder switched to a slower song so they could rest from the twirls.

She thought of how to answer. “It happened at a late study session in her room. Yona was off with Sandbar, and Silverstream had a lot of questions about shapeshifting. They were too lewd to ask in public, so she asked them in private. After a few demonstrations, she decided to test things out herself.”

“I imagine your magic makes you a lot of fun in bed.”

“Gallus thought so. He couldn’t keep his talons off me once I turned into a female version of him.”

“Fitting. He does love himself a lot. What did Sandbar have you turn into?”

“A kirin. He was curious about them after that exchange student visited.”

“Now you’re making me curious about kirin.”

The song was slowly coming to an end. Smolder stopped the phonograph and sat on the edge of Ocellus’s bed.

“If you’re up for it, I have a lot of ideas of some fun transformations for you. But let’s keep this simple for our first time. It’s good to properly enjoy a dragon, especially when you’re already dripping on the floor in anticipation. It’s been quite the show while we danced.”

Smolder slipped the dress up enough to where her lower belly, thighs, and tail were exposed. Her slit was wet and ready.

She blushed and realized her arousal had her nub winking and her juices dripping. The fiery, spicy mix of all the types of love tasted amazing. Smolder’s physical smell complemented the taste of the love. She licked her lips and stepped closer to adore the secret parts of her favorite dragon.

Her analytical mind noted a few things. Smolder’s pussy normally was tight, small, and tucked into one of the creases in her cream-colored belly scales. But when she was this excited, the outer lips had more definition to them, and a little bit of pink colored the innermost parts. The entire thing stood out in a way that it normally wouldn’t.

She looked up to see Smolder grinning in her beautiful dress as she waited. The spicy scent grew stronger as she pushed her lips against the dragon.

Smolder let out a cute noise that was half growl and half moan. She tasted spicy with just a hint of sweetness.

Ocellus traced over the soft scaly folds with her tongue and slowly teased out Smolder’s clitoris from between them. With her changeling instincts, she could tell exactly when she did something that Smolder loved, so she licked the sensitive nub before giving it a soft squeeze with her lips. She sucked on it until Smolder was almost overwhelmed.

She felt two hands grab the back of her head. Smolder pushed her head in deeper while grinding against her. She heard Smolder gasp and breathe out little bursts of flame as things became more intense. She slid her tongue deeper to tease out Smolder’s favorite spots.

Her concentration suddenly broke as something slid against her flanks and along her own sensitive folds. Her eyes went up to Smolder’s.

“A little tail play to tease my hungry love bug. Rrr! You really do know how to hit every spot!”

The spade-like fin on the end of Smolder’s tail pressed into Ocellus. Her love-sensing was less precise, but her muffled moans seemed to make up for the lack of precision as every noise vibrated the dragon’s pussy. The tail fin thrusted in and out. Her wings fluttered and her legs trembled as she was quickly reaching her limit after so much pent up anticipation.

She nuzzled Smolder’s clit with the top of her muzzle while sucking and licking along the dragon’s vulva with the rest of her mouth. The pleasant heat was quickly increasing to an almost scorching level. She felt the dragon’s tail almost lifting her flanks as it hammered at her vagina in a rough but pleasing pace.

Everything went dark as Smolder suddenly wrapped both legs behind her. It felt like half her face slid into the dragon as Smolder bucked against her and sprayed her with pleasantly hot dragon fluids. She felt her vagina squeeze tight as her own explosion of pleasure hit. She pressed back against the firm fin until it was stretching her to her limit. Smolder collapsed on the bed as she tried to catch her breath.

She was pulled up on the bed. She took a deep breath once her face slipped out of the dragon’s pussy enough to breathe. Smolder embraced her.

“We’ve both been waiting for this for so long, and it was worth the wait. If that’s what you can do with your mouth, I can’t wait to see what else you can do, my lovebug.”

She blushed as Smolder gave her flanks a squeeze. She looked over her friend, and now, her lover, in an amazing dress and with an amazing expression on her face. She leaned in against Smolder’s chest. They rested like that and snuggled as they slowly came down from the intense pleasure of the previous moments.

A few minutes passed. Thoughts slowly gathered in her head, and Ocellus was the first to speak as she looked Smolder in the eyes. “I’m sure of what I want now. I love you in a way that I’ve never felt around anyone else. Smolder, will you be my mate?”

Smolder kept her close in the tight hug. The silence seemed suddenly uncomfortable.

“You’re cute and very sexy, but that’s a big step. Dragons don’t just say yes to whoever asks nicely, even if they are incredible.”

Her ears flattened and her chest felt tight. “Then what would I have to do?”

“Hey, don’t feel bad. I’m not saying no, but I’m not saying yes. At least not yet. When a dragon chooses a mate, they choose someone who is strong enough to impress them on at least a few levels. We like mates who are dominant in the right moments. A mate needs to be fierce and protective to keep away rivals, unless both dragons in the pair agree to have some fun with a third partner.”

Her heart was beating fast as she smiled and looked deep into Smolder’s eyes. “So you’re saying I’ll need to prove I’m strong, dominant in the right ways, and fierce.”

“That’s what I want. It’s what any dragon would want. I know it might be too much for a shy changeling like you, but you surprised me tonight. I’d like to see you surprise me again. But if trying to be my mate is too much, we could be very close friends, with very frequent benefits.”

She swatted Smolder’s hand away from her sensitive and messy vulva. “I’m going to prove I’m good enough to be your mate.” The distant dinner bell interrupted her. “But not right now. We better clean up before someone comes to check on us.”

“I’ll be looking forward to our next session. Here, I’ll help you clean up.”

She gasped as Smolder spun her around. The dragon’s tongue parted her folds. The lewd slurping and sucking that followed made her legs weak. She moaned and almost fell over, but Smolder stopped as quickly as she started.

“You naughty dragon. Was that cleaning or teasing?”

“Both. It’s not like there’s time for a shower.”

“But won’t Gallus or Sandbar smell it?”

Smolder got up and slipped off the dress. She adjusted it on a hanger. Once it was safely stored in her closet, she put an arm around Ocellus and lifted her up.

“So what if they do? If they’re distracted, I’ll win even easier. And I’m starving after our fun.”

She already felt full of love, so she felt too lazy to raise any other objections. And Smolder didn’t seem to be letting go. She resigned herself to being carried like a chest full of treasure by her special dragon. Her careful plans about lots of dresses all seemed too slow now. She’d need to come up with something big and surprising. If she wanted to claim a dragon as her mate, she’d need to think like a dragon.

Author's Note

I like to write a lot of the Student 6 as young creatures hitting maturity and experimenting with their sexuality with their best friends. Yona seems a little more traditional and might hold back from that, but I feel like all of the others would at least try things out with their cute and loving friends.

This wraps up the section about the second dress, but Smolder has at least a few more in her future.

Not Quite A Dress

Ocellus took a deep breath and looked over everything again. She had all the pieces to her plan spread out on her desk. Now she’d just have to put them together.

Two elegant black boxes with the logo ‘Mare Mystique’ emblazoned in gold letters sat in the center of the desk. Rarity said she wasn’t the right designer for intimate wear once Ocellus showed her the designs for what she wanted, but she recommended a well-known lingerie designer from Las Pegasus.

The boxes were begging to be opened again. The two tantalizing sets of underwear were tempting, but looking at them again wouldn’t help. It might just wrinkle them. At first, she was only going to get a custom order for Smolder, but when the designer offered a huge discount on anything from her catalog, Ocellus had picked something out for herself. She worried that it was a little gaudy, but she hoped it would show that she was truly a treasure.

The clock chimed. It was five. Just one more hour to get ready. She had slipped Gallus some bits to take Smolder to the game shop while she set everything up for the perfect evening. Her special dragon would be back in time for a special dinner.

Ocellus had to hum to try to clear her mind and keep her heart from racing. A few letters with some highlighted sections were on her right. She had written to a few friends and acquaintances to try to really figure out how to think like a dragon after her exhaustive search of the library had proved fruitless. She would review the best advice one last time then put the final touches on how she’d present herself to Smolder tonight.

Spike’s letter wasn’t very useful for what Ocellus really wanted, but it had one good line. “Dragons stand up for what they’re passionate about.”

Ember’s was much better. “Thorax became a lot more attractive once he figured out how to clearly say what he wanted and take action to get it. Dragons like decisive, powerful mates, but we also like someone who lets us feel that way, too.”

Pharynx’s advice was short. “Dragons are competitive and like to have their egos stroked. Love isn’t all smiles and sunshine. A little roughness can be more attractive.” He had also included a reference to the old changeling infiltration song, but that was too general for tonight’s situation.

Maybe using some of the old tactics for harvesting love might work. It would feel dirty to use them now. There were many special things changelings had that could help them induce and harvest love. She was more interested in the former and traced her tongue over her sharp fangs. Those might come in handy.

A knock on the door caused Ocellus to jump to her hooves. It wasn’t six yet.

“Hey, I brought your, umm, what you ordered!” Starlight said.

“Bring it in!”

Starlight slipped inside. She tried to hide her huge smile as she unfolded a small table and set a covered basket on top of it.

“Here’s the best that the school chef could make. Pinkie Pie did the dessert. It has a spell to keep it fresh until you open the basket. Anyway, how are you feeling? Ready for your big night?”

Ocellus had been sent to Starlight when her constant thinking about Smolder had distracted her too much in some classes. The letters had been her idea when she didn’t have a lot of specific advice on winning a dragon’s heart. She had also been big on some simple meditation and breathing exercises to help clear the mind and relax the body. It was surprisingly good and nonjudgmental advice. Starlight seemed to have a lot of practice after a few years of guiding students who decided to try to be more than friends with each other.

“I keep getting too caught up thinking about Smolder and about how I'll impress her. Everyone gave me some great advice, so I'll try to follow it."

"Hey, I'm glad I could help. At this point, you should relax and try to be your best self. Honesty is always good, too, especially if you can make it sexy."

"Applejack didn't teach us that!"

Starlight laughed and smiled. "Anyone enjoys a true compliment, especially in bed. Have fun and be safe."

Starlight left, and Ocellus looked up at the clock. One downside of being so in love was how slow it made moments like this feel. Only ten minutes were left. She walked over to the mirror.

“Aw, chitin cracks!”

If she hurried, she’d have just enough time to get herself ready.

She pulled out a spritzer and sprayed herself. It had taken several tries to get the mixture of water and gem dust just right, but she hoped it would give her a unique taste and scent that only a dragon could appreciate. She levitated the box with Smolder’s special outfit to the other desk and got out her outfit.

It gleamed in the light. The silky fabric sparkled like real gold. Purple gems were worked in on spots guaranteed to catch the eye. Ocellus slipped the top on first and got it to rest smoothly around the bottom of her torso. The panties felt cool against her carapace and even cooler against the sensitive skin of her nether regions. She turned to look in the mirror and blushed as the largest purple gem parted the panties in the center. It was clear enough to give a teasingly magnified view of her slick folds.

Of course, it wouldn’t do to skip to dessert first. She put on a sleek black dress over the lingerie. She was almost done setting the table when the rapid click of claws made her ears swivel toward the door. She hurried to set the last fork into place and face the door with her best smile.

Smolder opened the door, but Gallus was still at her side. She blushed while he stared.

Gallus stepped inside first. “Wow, you’re looking hot, Ocellus. And that smells delicious. If you let me stay, I promise both you and Smolder a night to remember.”

Ocellus bit her lip. It was time to put Spike’s advice to the test. “This is my special night with my special dragon.” The confidence in her voice grew with each word. “But if you hurry, Silverstream might not have plans yet. Now it’s time for me and Smolder to enjoy our night.”

She used her magic to pull Smolder next to her. She nuzzled Smolder and stuck out her tongue at Gallus before pushing him outside. He squawked as the magic crumpled a few feathers, but the door slamming shut cut him off. The lock clicked, and she cast one final spell to silence anything outside. She didn’t want any distractions.

“I’ve never seen you so pushy,” Smolder purred. “I like it. Is that the food, or do you smell like sapphire and amethyst?”

Her wings fluttered as Smolder ran a claw down her back. She looked in the dragon’s eyes. The mix of emotions was sharp with hope and anticipation. She pulled Smolder down for a quick kiss. The fiery warmth of her lips felt perfect. She went lower and kissed the smooth scales on her neck. Pharynx’s advice came to mind, or more specifically, the thought she had after reading it. It would break some of Thorax’s rules, but if she was really going to make Smolder hers, she’d need all the help she could get. She felt for a thin spot between Smolder’s scales as she planted another kiss before scraping her fang against it.

“Mmm… getting hungry for love? I don't mind a few love bites."

Smolder laughed and stood back up. She had the faintest mark from where Ocellus had nipped her. Her tail wagged in excitement.

Ocellus hadn't expected that sort of reaction. The coppery, spicy tang of the droplet of blood felt wrong on her tongue, but it immediately fueled old changeling magic, magic that Thorax had convinced everyone to hide.

She could already feel the connection to Smolder's emotions and desires growing inside her mind. In the old days, a changeling could use this magic to extract the maximum amount of love from a victim, but maybe there was a new and better use for it now. The connection would grow stronger and stronger the more she was with Smolder in the next few hours. And it would all start with a romantic dinner.

"Just a little preview of what I have planned. Now could you use a little fire to light these candles?"

Smolder blew her a playful kiss before taking the candles and lighting them. The candles floated to little candle holders around the room before she shut off the main light.

The glow of the candles on Smolder's scales made her seem exotic and sensual. The flash of her fangs in the dim light made Ocellus's heart race. The faint scent of her growing arousal was barely there under the scent of the candles, but it was a lot easier to sense with the new bond.

“A candlelight dinner. I can’t say anyone else has tried that with me. And I love your dress. Why don’t I put on something to match it?”

She went to her closet and lifted the green dress off a hanger. She slipped it on and adjusted it. The green fabric shimmered in the orange light of the candles, like watching a summer sunset over a distant forest.

“This dress must be magical. It always makes cute changelings stare at me.”

Smolder’s laughter broke Ocellus out of her trance.

“I was just taking a moment to appreciate two works of art before dinner.”

She lifted the cover off the basket and dished out the food. The spell keeping it sealed at perfect freshness broke, and the delicious scent of the food filled the room even more than before. She placed each course artfully on the plates.

“I know you like chicken, but ponies don’t really sell that, so I got you some citrine-crusted trout instead.”

The usual side of vegetables was replaced with a handful of green gems, but the rice was still something that smolder enjoyed. Ocellus’s meal was similar, but without the gems. Smolder’s hunger was making her hungry, too, and they both quickly dug in.

They slowed down and made small talk before moving on to hinting at what they’d do after the meal. Soon, Ocellus was pouring the last apple cider in her mug while Smolder munched on a gem cupcake.

“If you think us both wearing dresses is cute, I think you’ll like to match what I have under this even more.”

Smolder grinned and raised an eyebrow as she licked frosting off her lips. “Oh? Ready to get to the real fun now?”

It was time to put Ember’s advice to the test.

“We’re just starting an amazing night. I’ve wanted you as my special dragon for a while now, but I was too afraid to say it. Changelings specialize in love, and you’re going to get all I can give. I’m going to show you that I really mean it. Put this on. I’ll close my eyes so you can surprise me with how it looks.”

She levitated the black box to Smolder’s waiting hands even as she blushed from being so direct. She shut her eyes, but her ears perked up as she listened. She focused on the magical bond to feel what Smolder felt upon seeing what was in the box. The sharp cool taste of shock, then a hint of the bitterness of shame. The spice of lust as Smolder realized fully why she was getting this gift. And under it all, the warm sweetness of their friendship and love.

The only sound to mark all of those emotions was a soft gasp and the rustle of fabric. Smolder shifted from side to side and foot to foot as she slipped it on.

“It’s not quite a dress, but I like it just as much, especially if this is going where I think it is. You can look now.”

Smolder had a cheeky grin as she posed in her dress with just a hint of the black lacy lingerie underneath.

“Hey! I wanted to see you in it.”

“Taking this off will be part of the fun. Now let me see what you’ve been hiding.”

She lifted her to the bed. Dragon claws stroked her ticklish spots between finding the perfect places to tug off the dress. Smolder was truly an expert at undressing her. A furious blush covered her face as she felt a heady mix of carnal lust and treasure lust the moment her underwear was uncovered.

“Ah, Smolder!”

The heat of Smolder’s tongue brushed against her carapace near each of the gems on her chest piece, but the dragon stood transfixed once she looked down at the gem between her legs.

“Mmm, you truly are my treasure. You even taste like gems.”

Smolder rubbed the large gem and circled a claw over it. She leaned in and kissed it before slipping her long tongue under the waistband.

Ocellus gasped and placed a hoof on Smolder’s head. She wanted the dragon to continue, but the bond was telling her to change the situation and take charge. She pulled Smolder away with her magic and nipped the dragon’s cheek. Her fangs drew a large drop of blood this time, and an overwhelming flood of desires and emotions flooded her mind. She could barely hold back from leaping on Smolder as her lust and love combined with Smolder’s.

“Getting ahead of me?” Ocellus said. “I can’t have that.”

Ocellus could feel and smell her lover’s excitement growing. She held Smolder in her magic and slipped off the dress. She pressed with the magic to give a few extra jolts of pleasurable rubbing against and between the dragon’s thighs. A spurt of flame and a lewd growl was the response. Smolder came to rest beside Ocellus on the bed.

She was stretched out with her legs spread to reveal the new outfit in its entirety. Black lace with a pattern of semi-transparent hearts and diamond-shaped holes covered her chest and crotch. The pattern gave wonderful teases at what was beneath. The dim candle light reflected off the moist scales on the edge of Smolder’s vulva, but the lace hid the entire view. Ocellus felt hungry to see more.

“It’s elegant and sexy. The perfect gift from my love bug, but are you going to just stare?”

“Don’t worry,” she said as she grabbed Smolder from behind. “I’ll take it from here.”

Being this close to Smolder let her dive deeply into the dragon’s desires. Soon she’d be perfectly in sync with her. She nibbled playfully on her shoulder. She could feel the dragon shiver and her tail twitch as it slowly arched upward and snaked behind her back. Her pleasant scent was somewhere between cinnamon and faint sulfur, and it grew stronger as she planted a trail of kisses from the back of the dragon’s head down to the clasp of her top.

“Cellus! Rrr… you really do know how to get a dragon fired up. Are you going to tease me all night or fuck me?”

She let her fangs scrape along Smolder’s back and was rewarded with a soft moan. She used her magic to pull Smolder’s hand away as the dragon tried to tease herself. She could sense it perfectly now. Her special dragon wanted to be dominated first, but she’d keep fighting for control in small ways. It was all part of the game, and she knew every move to make.

Ocellus undid the clasp with her mouth and tugged off the top in one smooth motion. She reached around to rub the smooth chest and belly scales. Smolder stopped squirming and relaxed until a hoof dipped beneath her panties and teased her.

Fiery passion and a fierce need for pleasure filled the dragon. It was dangerous to build it up too much, but she had to get it to the perfect point. She nuzzled the middle of Smolder’s back and pushed her down against the pillow. She stoked the smooth tail and kissed the top of it as she went in to undo the button there with her mouth.

“No more waiting!” Smolder tried to spin around.

Ocellus knew it would happen and stopped it halfway with her magic, but she used the motion to deftly pull the lacy panties away from her special dragon. She finished pulling them off and tossed them to the side. The scent of Smolder’s arousal was so much stronger now, and she leaned toward its source. The glistening scaly flower between lean thighs beckoned her, and she dipped her mouth and licked up some of the spicy nectar. She nuzzled softly until her face was sticky. She came up to kiss and nibble on Smolder’s clit.

Smolder wiggled and squirmed, but only as much as Ocellus allowed. She was trying to break free of the magic. Her fever pitch of desire was drawing her mind toward more instinctual dragon desires. If she broke free, she’d be very rough but very passionate. But that needed to come later.

A simple teleport spell moved the golden lingerie out of the way. Now it was time for the most difficult magic of the night. She had to let Smolder go as she focused on the transformation.

In a flash, her body changed into a lean dragon with light brown scales. She was taller than Smolder, but thinner. She grabbed Smolder’s wrists and twisted their tails together.

Smolder growled and struggled, but one surprise stopped her. She glanced down with feral lust as she noticed the piece of the transformation that had taken the most effort.

“The sensitive and complicated bits are always the hardest, but I made sure this would be perfect for you.”

Through the bond, Ocellus could sense the surprise and wonder. She loved how Smolder took in every inch of her dragon cock. The shaft was gently ridged on the bottom and smooth on the top. It tapered to a slender triangular point at the tip from the slight knot that curved down to the tight creamy scales of the slit.

“Damn, Ocellus. I love when you surprise me like this. Now fuck me silly.” Smolder nipped Ocellus’s lip as she leaned up for a kiss.

Smolder’s legs curled around her back, and she gasped as slick scales ground against her tip. Smolder wanted it rough, and she was going to give her that. She adjusted position only slightly and kept the other dragon pinned as she lined their hips up. Her wings fluttered as she drove half her shaft in. Smolder’s motions pushed her even deeper until the fiery warmth of the dragon surrounded her entire shaft in a tight embrace.

Smolder gave in to her lust completely. Her every motion pressed the shaft in different ways that made her growl and gasp.

The bed shook as she gave in to the same passion. Her entire focus was on enjoying her mate. Her knot stretched Smolder as she pressed in harder after a few quick thrusts. The loud mix between a roar and moan sent a large plume of flame from Smolder’s mouth, but that only prompted her to go harder.

The knot popped in, and Smolder cried out. She circled her hips against the knot as her body trembled and squeezed around it.

Ocellus took a moment to stroke Smolder’s belly. She could faintly feel the outline of her shaft. She let go of Smolder’s wrists and placed both hands on the dragon’s hips. She was taller, so she lifted Smolder up slightly as she pulled out then pressed back in. She thrust again and again, faster and faster. Her wings wrapped behind her mate, and she bit lightly on her shoulder to hold her in place in a way that dragons did to mark their mates as theirs.

She pulled Smolder tightly against her as she reached her limit. Her transformation started to fail, but she managed to hold on a few more moments as waves of pleasure went through her. Her shaft was knotted deep in her mate and filled her with a hot creamy mess.

With a green flash, she lost the transformation. Her vulva was still pressed against Smolder’s as the sticky fluid dripped out between them. She stopped to catch her breath.

Smolder pulled her in for a kiss. “That was the fucking I’ve been wanting my whole life. You were incredible.” She fingered the bite marks on her shoulder and grinned. “Ocellus, my love… my mate. Yes. You’ve marked me as yours. Now let me mark you as mine.”

She felt herself get turned over until she was almost lying on her back on the pillows. Smolder took her legs and spread them and pulled her closer. She lined up their slick pussies and sensitive clits and pressed them together.

Smolder took a deep breath and leaned in. Smolder’s firm hands gripped Ocellus’s knees and thighs.

The heat of each breath washed over her neck. Each firm thrust pressed their wet flowers together. She could feel the dripping cum being spread over both of them. The fiery intensity from before was burnt out, but their love continued, like a kettle slowly being brought to a boil. She could feel Smolder struggling to go slower and calm down. She was trying to be more tender than normal, and Ocellus loved her for that.

Any clear thoughts were soon washed away. Slick cream-colored scales met blue folds of skin over and over. Smolder’s clit rolled against hers each time their hips came together. Her wings fluttered and she cried out as her body trembled. A thin stream of her fluids squirted onto Smolder.

A brief moment of pain brought Ocellus back to herself. Smolder had bit her shoulder. The embrace tightened and the pace quickened. She was soon lost again in a haze of love and pleasure as Smolder pressed against her faster and faster.

A loud roar echoed through their room. She felt the heat of dragon fluids splash against her thighs and belly as Smolder finally stopped. They were both trembling and panting. They looked into each other’s eyes. Ocellus could hardly feel any separation between their feelings as the sweetest, purest love filled her.

“Mmm… now I’ve marked you as mine, my mate… my little love bug. I’m glad you finally overcame your fear of yourself. Your new confidence is what really won me over.”

Smolder chuckled and rolled to the side. One hand remained behind Ocellus, and the dragon’s claws stroked her back slowly as they both lay quietly nuzzling each other in the half embrace.

“When I knew how much I wanted you, I asked for some advice. Some of it reminded me of the changelings’ past, but I decided that it wouldn’t be bad to use that to show my love for you.”

Smolder gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’m glad you did. So how do we want to tell everyone else we’re mates now?”

She leaned against Smolder’s side and breathed in the dragon’s scent. “I’ve always liked the fancy pony weddings, and Rarity and Pinkie Pie would love us forever if we let them help with that. And it will give you a good excuse to wear a dress in public. I’m sure you’ll look cute.”

“As long as they don’t think I’ll make it a habit, I’ll do it. And I bet you’ll be even cuter. But we should go clean up. Do I have to worry about eggs from your dragon cum?”

The brief thought of cute little dragon hatchlings flashed through her head. “No. Changelings can copy that part, too, but it’s one of the most difficult things for our magic to make real. But for you, I’d be willing to try until I get it right. Um, that is, if you want some hatchlings.”

“It’s not really something I’ve thought much about. But I won’t mind if it happens.” Smolder kissed her again. “I’ll bet they’ll be the smartest and toughest dragons around.”

Ocellus laughed as Smolder helped her off the bed. Like all magical moments, this one had to end, but it was a perfect ending for the night. A love deeper than any she had ever felt or tasted before filled her completely.

Author's Note

Sorry for the long wait. My schedule for work has been all over the place lately, and some good habits, like writing, fell to the side.

Just one more chapter/epilogue after this and the story will be done.

Smolder's Wedding Dress

Ocellus fidgeted as Rarity made a few last-minute adjustments to her dress. She had been stuck behind a changing screen in the corner of the shop for what felt like hours while Rarity made sure everything was perfect. She did want everything about this special day to be perfect, but what she wanted most was to see Smolder in a white dress.

“So you won’t even give me a hint?” she asked.

Rarity shook her head and looked over some of the stitching again. “It’s bad luck to see your partner before the ceremony, or to spoil the surprise. Now, let’s see you do a little walking and turning again. Here’s the mirror.”

She stepped back and forth and turned around and side to side. Her dress was so soft, it felt like wearing a cloud. Rarity’s design was inspired by various insects. The upper parts of the dress shimmered like dragonfly wings. The almost transparent fabric showed off her upper back and shoulders and matched her veil. A softer and fluffier white fabric reminded her of a moth’s fuzz. It covered her flanks, belly, and legs. For such a large, complicated dress, the entire ensemble was surprisingly easy to move in. A thin train of fabric completed it and draped down over her tail and brushed the floor.

Rarity looked it over and smiled. “I think everything is in place. Yona did more of the design for Smolder’s dress. That’s the only hint I’ll give. Now step out and let’s see what your family thinks.”

She was bustled out into the shop before she could pause long enough to think of what sort of dress Yona might design for Smolder. The yak’s designs were often bold and mixed very traditional with very unconventional designs.

Her parents and King Thorax all smiled as they looked her over. Her mom and dad wiped away tears.

“Our little Ocellus is all grown up,” her dad said.

“And she found a dragon to love, just like King Thorax!”

Thorax blushed. “I’m just a consort to the Dragon Lord. But if I can master what Ocellus learned, I might be able to be Ember’s mate soon. Ocellus, your contributions to changeling magic have been amazing, but the future hatchlings you and Smolder will have will be something the world will always remember.”

“It wasn’t easy,” Ocellus said. “And it took a great deal of magic and love.”

She and Smolder had wanted to keep Smolder’s pregnancy a secret, but Silverstream had somehow figured it out. The hippogriff was a great friend, but she was terrible at keeping secrets, especially secrets about new and exciting things. Word about Smolder expecting some eggs had spread quickly once their friend started to share it with everyone.

Her dad picked up her hoof and gave her a quick nuzzle. “We knew you’d figure out new ways to share love at this school. You did so well that they even gave you a job.”

“Yeah, me and Smolder start teaching next year. Lots of my other friends will be teaching, too.”

“Let’s get you off to the ceremony on time,” her mother said. “We don’t want to keep everyone waiting.”

More of her friends and family joined her group as they left Rarity’s shop and headed to the main hall of the Ponyville castle. Twilight had turned most of it into a public library and place for events, but she still kept one wing of rooms available for her very frequent visits to the town or the school. Another wing was set aside as housing for those running the school, like Starlight.

Silverstream was her maid of honor. The excited hippogriff waved Ocellus over to a side entrance and squealed in excited delight.

“You look so cute, Ocellus! I’ll show you where to wait until the right moment.”

She waved to her parents as Silverstream dragged her through the side entrance of the castle. A large set of doors was shut, but they could hear the faint noise of the gathering crowd on the other side.

“I’m still annoyed you found out Smolder is pregnant,” Ocellus said. “We were going to announce that at the end as a special surprise. How did you even figure it out?”

“Sorry. I just couldn’t not tell Gallus, Sandbar, and Yona. And Spike. I ran into him while talking to Yona. But anyway, dragons tend to eat more of certain foods and gems when expecting, and Smolder kept craving those things. It’s something I learned in Fluttershy’s biology classes. Oh! I think that’s almost our cue. Once this song is over, we go in! Are you nervous? I’m so excited!”

“I’m glad everyone is supportive of us. I was worried that some dragons or changelings might think us a strange couple.”

The silly conversation with Silverstream had managed to distract and calm her, but as they both went silent to listen to the last part of the song, she could feel her heart racing. Her wings wanted to buzz, but she held them tight. The final notes of the song rang out. A brief moment of silence was all she got before the song accompanying her entrance would begin.

Silverstream pushed open the doors and walked by her side. Ocellus immediately looked up at the stage. Smolder was standing there in a brilliant white dress. The bottom was layered in a way that reminded her of a lily, and the slits in the dress showed off plenty of the dragon’s sexy legs. The top half seemed more like battle armor with diamond-shaped segments of white bordered in gold. Diamonds were scattered across the dress like dew drops, and a thin veil covered Smolder’s face. Even from this far, she could feel the fierce love when her eyes met her mate’s gaze.

She could stare at Smolder for ages, but she had to look around as her procession continued. The main hall was decorated in a strange mix of plants and pony decorations. Changelings were still figuring out what traditions to adopt or change. Dragons weren’t big on ceremony, so Pinkie Pie had created decorations she thought would make them happy. She had to stifle a chuckle as she noticed a few signs warning the dragons not to eat the castle.

The slow march to the stage gave her time to appreciate everyone gathered in the crowd. Many friends and teachers from Ponyville were there. Her family and friends from the hive took up a large portion of the seats. A few dragons were on the other side of the aisle. Thorax and Pharynx were at the front of the crowd. Her parents were up on the stage. Her best friends were up there, too. Yona and Sandbar were off to the side. Gallus was chosen as Smolder’s best gryphon. He wore a fancy white tuxedo.

At the center of the stage, Princess Twilight officiated the ceremony. The music stopped once Ocellus stepped on the stage. She kept glancing at Smolder. Her mate was irresistible in that amazing dress.

“Friends and family of Ocellus and Smolder, we are gathered here today for an unprecedented union between changeling and dragon,” Twilight said. “I created my school to bring all creatures together in friendship, but it resulted in so much more than that. It has been my pleasure to watch friendships grow and change, especially into something more.”

Ocellus could hardly pay attention to the speeches. Twilight continued on about friendship and how strong bonds create a better world of peace and innovation. Thorax talked about the changelings and how they were always learning to share love in new ways. She wanted to thank Ember for being so brief about how dragons choose a mate. Once all the nice speeches were done, they arrived at the best part of the ceremony.

She stepped forward. Silverstream was at her side and held a small box in her talons. Smolder and Gallus mirrored them on the other side.

Twilight took her spot and continued. “We now come to the awaited moment. As these two exchange vows and tokens of marriage, I bear witness to their devotion to each other. Princess Cadence also sends her blessings and wishes she could be here, but she had other events to attend to in the Crystal Empire.”

Smolder took an earring from the little box that Gallus held. Ocellus held still as it was clipped on her ear. Smolder knelt. The warmth of the dragon’s hands surrounded her hoof. Her mate’s eyes met hers.

“Let this earring be a symbol of our bond and my promise. You will always be my greatest treasure and my mate, to be protected and cherished, for better and for worse, as long as we both shall live.”

Ocellus blushed and stood tall to let the audience see. The earring was a golden flower with diamond petals. It sparkled in the stage lights.

It was her turn. She opened the box that Silverstream held and pulled out a gold ring. It was decorated with amethysts and sapphires in a spiral pattern. She slipped it on Smolder’s finger. Her mate smiled. She held up Smolder’s hand and began her vows.

“Let this ring be a symbol of our bond and my promise. My love for you will never change. You are my special dragon and my mate. I will support you through the good and the bad. I will always share my love with you, as long as we both shall live.”

“By the power of the Equestrian throne and my position as princess, I now pronounce you mates. You may now kiss the bride.”

They both smiled at their little joke that they had written into the ceremony. After many sexy nights of passionate arguments in bed over the subject, they still couldn’t decide which of them would be the bride.

Smolder didn’t wait. Ocellus felt her breath almost squeezed out of her as she was pressed up against her mate and pulled up to stand on two legs as they kissed. Her eyes went wide as Smolder’s long tongue pressed against hers. Wandering dragon fingers slipped up her flank and fingered her. She moaned softly before giving Smolder a little magical zap to make up for the lewd surprise.

Ocellus pulled away to catch her breath. It hadn’t seemed like a long kiss, but the audience was staring. The ponies were all blushing, but the changelings and dragons seemed enthusiastic about the passionate display.

“I’ll get you back for that tonight,” she whispered.

“I won’t make it easy.”

The stunned crowd came back to life with cheers. Gallus popped open a bottle of champagne, and the party began. The warmth of love surrounded Ocellus completely. Each friend and family member had their own slightly different flavor of it as they came to congratulate the couple, but it all seemed bland compared to the spicy love that radiated off Smolder.

They made their way over to the cake. Smolder’s claws held her hoof steady as they cut the first slice. Smolder flicked a dollop of frosting on Ocellus’s cheek. She had been warned that dragons liked to make weddings rowdy, but she was ready to play. She flicked a dollop back and her mate, and the dragons cheered loudly as they kissed and licked it off each other.

Ocellus wasn’t sure to be sad or happy about leaving out some traditions. Dragons had a tradition of wrestling other dragons as they pretended to try to steal the dragon’s mate, but in the interest of not breaking the castle, they had dropped that idea. Changelings loved to see the new couple share love in as many ways as possible, but some of those ways would be too shocking for a public event in Equestria.

They settled on the more traditional dance party held at the end of pony weddings. Shortly after they finished their slice of cake, they went to the dance floor. Smolder took the lead role. Ocellus looked into her eyes as they began to step and twirl in sync. The dance got faster, and her mate pressed closer. She could feel her lean, muscular form beneath the dress, including the little bump in Smolder’s belly. She wanted to rub her hooves all over her mate, but that would have to wait for after the party.

The music stopped after a few more dances. Everyone gathered to the sides of the stairway. They walked side by side until they reached the landing at the top of the stairs. She looked back and tossed a bouquet of flowers into the crowd below. Silverstream held it up with a huge grin on her beak and walked over to Gallus.

She was suddenly swept off her hooves and could only see Smolder’s face as her mate carried her off. It was already a night they were going to remember forever, but the fun was only beginning.

Author's Note

If you wanted one more sex scene, just imagine the fun on their wedding night. ;)

Anyway, that's it for this story. Early on, I decided to go with a lighter story with less conflict and more intimate scenes, even if it was tempting to try to do a longer story about Ocellus overcoming certain personal doubts or flaws to win her special dragon's heart.

And I never found a good place to say this, but my pet theory about the student 6 is that most of them did at least try out sex and intimate relationships with most of their friends while at the school before settling down to more stable pairings as they matured.